So this is where I'll be situated.

I had come to the campus and was instantly escorted by a crowd of plain guards in black suits, like before. I was casted many curious glances as if being an extra terrestrial unknown to these fools, and in a sense I was.

They brought me to the very edge of their land. And I'd just like to point out that we were on a very large floating island suspended thousands of feet from the ground. Only those of royalty or extremely strong power could leave. But my guess is no one is allowed to enter or exit, me being an exception, until holidays or certain events.

So here I was to stay. What looked like an abandoned dorm house. The windows were smudged and unable to be looked through. Dust, dirt, and grime gathered along the exterior walls. The only beautiful thing about this building were the climbing vines from morning glories that were already starting to wilt in the afternoon sun.

Disgusting!

Aww come on! I think it's pretty cute, and hey you got it aaaaaall to yourself away from anyone else.

Is that really a good thing? It's just another thing to differentiate me from civilization. They'll be curious as to why I'm here and not in the normal dorms closer to classes.

Maybe it's not so bad then.

Oh you be quiet!

Ah, another senseless battle they both will refuse to give up on.

I walked silently into the building. The doors making an ominous rusty creak as I forced them open.

Small mice and rats scattered to safety in the walls. Thick layers of dust coated everything. But light was softly streaming through the darkened windows making it all seem as it was just another dusty attic I've read so much about.

Armin and Mikasa were both busy with each other as I checked the rooms finding which ever looked the most comfortable and homely.

After looking through each individual room I situated myself in a medium sized room, it was just a twinge larger than the one back at the facility. There were two windows each on opposing sides of the room. The first was illuminating the double bed right next to it. The second was over top of a nice dark oak desk. The only problem was everything was bare, no blankets, no pillows, the bed was just a skeleton with no mattress. Guess I'll have to steal some stuff from other empty rooms.

I sighed while stepping into nearby dorms.

-x-

I had managed to gather everything except a bed. But I did find a rather plush recliner that I pushed into my room.

But I still needed a mattress. I had only checked the first and second floors. The third has yet to be discovered.

I walked the rickety stair case slowly entering the almost pitch hallway. Instead of being suffocated by dust like the other two levels I was astounded to see it spotless. Not a speck of anything in sight.

Armin was bubbling with fear and Mikasa was screaming at me to get ready to fight. I wanted to know who was here.

Straining my ears I was able to hear a soft sound, breathing. Someone was here, someone has been here. Undoubtedly a student or teacher.

Cautiously I went where the noise was coming from.

A door, at the end of the hall. It was cracked a few inches open. I creeped there avoiding the weak spots in which Mikasa's senses helped me locate.

There was a boy, a demon, a very handsome demon. He was laying peacefully in the bed one arm hanging over the edge the other draped on his stomach.

He's strong, very strong.

Mikasa warned me. I payed her no mind and went closer.

Be careful, please.

Armin begged. But I yet again shook it off.

I stood a foot away. His neatly shaved coal colored hair had a few stray locks loosely drooped along his features. His thin lips were parted slightly as he breathed. I wonder what his demon status is; how strong is he? Just a small little poke and I would find out.

It happened in seconds, I should have taken the hint when he started breathing through his nose.

I leaned forward just a little contact from his bicep and this would be over. I was almost caught off guard as he leaped out of bed.

His eyes flashed open while his hands darted to my throat. I dodged and without thinking flipped backwards, my legs swept through the air as my hands pushed off the floor. I landed seven feet backwards. The demon now enemy tried to rush me. Keyword tried. I propelled myself off the wall, a small tactic Armin taught me. "Why are you here." He glared at me, his voice was deep and menacing. I opened my mouth to speak but shut it quickly. I've gotten this far without a word I'm not stopping, yet.

The demon was getting ready to attack, his body crouching low.

Kill him! Kill him now!

Mikasa bellowed, Armin was whispering for her to stop. A burning sensation started crawling from my back as my wings itched to be free. By sheer willpower I forced the demonic trait back into place silencing her.

I clenched my eyes, my body falling to the floor as I suppressed the unwanted feelings, sweat started to layer my skin. I breathed at an unsteady pace.

It's only happened a few times, Mikasa and not so much Armin trying or succeeding in taking over. But every time they try it takes too much out of me to suppress them.

It was over in seconds. But my body ached. It was extremely rare for me to have to suppress one of them, but doing so required all my energy, and it hurt like hell!

I groaned mentally, toppling over onto my back I saw as the intruder was somewhat confused but still in his stance not taking any chances.

I blinked slowly feeling my eyes slowly close. Damn it I was going to pass out!

You son of a bitch I could have slaughtered him by now he'd be nothing more but blood leaking on the floorboards!

Everything became numb as I was forced into the last place I'd want to be.

Fully passed out my conscious was tossed into a type of mind scape. There I saw them. The petite blonde bowl cut and the raging ravenette. Armin was shaking trying to calm Mikasa his voice nothing more than whimpers. Mikasa on the other hand was trapped in a small cage, nothing would get her out until she was fully calmed.

You asshole how dare you deny the power of your superior!

I breathed heavily waiting to be awoken. Please self, save me.